The rain started with a vengeance as we started to climb towards Dartmoor. Low cloud, torrential rain and strong headwinds made the ride into a nightmare. I have seen hell and it is Dartmoor on a rainy September afternoon.
The only reprieve was the East Dart Hotel in Postbridge where we enjoyed multiple cups of tea and two games of pool ( Chris winning both).
On a day when it was everyman for himself against the elements, massive kudos to Rex, the least experienced of the riders, for completing the ride with fewer rest stops and great determination.
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